My eyes fluttered open from the touch of the warm light hitting my cheek. For a moment, when I woke up in the unfamiliar queen size bed I didn't even remember that I agreed to stay in Blake's home. I let my eyes adjust for a moment and looked around to find myself in a massive white and black room. The sheets were made of silk as I rolled my legs around in them. Realizing that my legs were bear i looked underneath the sheets definitely didn't recall changing.
Looking down at myself I was in a white spaghetti strap shirt and comfy boy flannel shorts. I stretched my tattooed arms back and felt something soft touch my fingertips, I leaned my head back and saw a big black cushion padded along the head board. Looking up above the bed, there was an elegant chandelier with very long white lace draped over it creating a beautiful design hanging from all the corners of the cathedral ceiling.
There was an enormous window to the right of me with a window seat with all different throw pillows alongside it. A fireplace was at the foot of the bed and there was a small black table with a white vase and white roses in the center. Pictures of flowers and scenery decorated along the eggshell white walls. I stood up and stretched my arms to the sky and was on my tippy toes until I landed back on my feet. Passing an elongated mirror I took a step back to look at my image.
I didn't look horrible but a shower wouldn't be a bad idea right about now. I got right in front of the mirror checking my face for blemishes and rubbing my tired eyes. I stepped back to check my full body in the mirror. I was turning left and right sucking in my stomach then puffing it out. I got back up close to my image and checked out my face turning left and right. I was looking at my scar and I made an ugly look to myself in the mirror. I wasn't as embarrassed by it now then what I was. Now that Blake knew the history behind it I chose to embrace more rather then hide.
I stepped away from the mirror and stalked over to the windowsill. I moved a few of the pillows and took a seat admiring the magnificent beauty that was all owned by Blake. I wasn't able to really see everything last night when we were having dinner. I am content that it's not until now I am seeing this. Daylight added beauty to the dark mystery.
He had to have owned over 100 acres. Thousand of tall full green and pine trees coated the land. You can already tell no matter where you go in this place you're bound to see something magnificent. I felt around for the lock latch and with success I opened the window. A light fresh breeze came pouring into the room. I sat back down on the windowsill and curled my knees to my chest and got lost in the view.
A soft knock came to the door making my head snap toward the doorway. In came a little elderly woman in a maids uniform came in with an antique silver cart.
"good morning mademoiselle I'm sorry if I disturbed you" The sweet French woman spoke
"Oh no I woke up a little bit ago, I would have came down I hope this wasn't out of you're way to bring this here?" I say concerned
"Oh non sense mademoiselle Tis my duty from Monsieur London. He wanted me to inform you to eat and get dressed for you're day today."
"okay, thank you again for bringing this to me"
"Oui, Oui madam oh Monsieur London also informed me to tell you to dress how you say comfortably"
With that I smiled and she made her way out of the room. I got up from the window seat and made my way to the delicious smelling tray. I lifted up the tin shell and my eyes and stomach couldn't have been happier. Cinnamon sugar french toast, scrambled eggs fresh cut strawberries and banana's, cup of orange juice and a hot cup of coffee. I could so get use to this. I thought to myself.
After breakfast was over I layed the dirty dishes and cups back onto the tray and rolled out into the hallway. I went to the bathroom and almost lost my footing once I saw how big this bathroom was. It was an all white bathroom, with another beautiful bay window facing the forest. There was a huge deep tub in the back right corner underneath of the window.
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